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Belated Wedding Post #1: The Dress

After the wedding E and I jumped right back into the swing of things as if the wedding had never happened. There was work to be done and classes to take and we didn't have a honeymoon so there was no real reflection on what we'd just done. Thus, I was a terrible, slovenly blogger who never got around to posting all the recap photos from this big day that everything had been building up to. 

Since I still have very little time, we've been married for over 6 months and haven't picked our album photos, and still haven't done our day after session, I've decided that more time will not be forthcoming and I might as well kick myself in the butt and get stuff done. I'll call it part of my getting back in shape for the day after photos since we need to take ourselves back there mentally as well as physically.

So, without further ado, I present:

The Dress

Custom made by Brides by Liza

French lace imported from Italy (funny, no?)

No, my boobs are not supposed to be climbing out like they are, my little sister didn't lace up my corset properly so we had some wardrobe malfunctions all evening.

Little Lady has Earned her Stripes

Or at least her stripey underwear :) She's not happy about it but she's learning to deal and has stopped trying to rub them off on the floor. Somewhere along the line it seems that little boys underwear went from briefs to boxers. I was hunting for some killer batman tighty whities and found 5 million pairs of boxers and boxer briefs instead. Since when do little boys need boxer(briefs)? I always pictured them as a teenage/adult sort of thing while the wee ones wore their favorite cartoon themed tighty whities.

Ultimately, I found her five pairs of good old fashioned undies for 5 bucks. In a house full of women we already have tons of pads to line them. Everyone needs to be vigilant about watching her, changing her pad, and making sure her undies come OFF before she goes out to pee. I figure if they work, score! We've saved a bunch of money. If they don't work, I can always order her some doggy pants and they should be here lickity split.

Until then, seeing her little tail poking out of the stripey fly is absolutely adorable <3

Little Girl is Growing Up

Don't look at me mama

So, the dreaded event has finally occurred. As of this morning, her 7 month birthday, Milou is officially in heat. I'd had my suspicions for a long time and have been molesting checking her daily for the telltale swollen vulva for weeks but she still managed to catch me a little off guard. Apparently my girl isn't the swellin' kind nor is she the type to welcome male affection. Still, it's not quite as horrible as I'd been envisioning and I think we'll all survive. I'm considering placing an order for some doggy diapers online and will be picking up a pack of little boys briefs to try as well. If they work, they'll be a lot cheaper than the washable doggy diapers.

                           5 bucks                                                                    15 bucks

So, I'm optimistic!  We're like yeah, we can totally handle this heat thing! I'm not sure how obedience class will go on Saturday but hey, we got this! There will be no babies of any kind, our sheets will remain clean and we will absolutely ROCK this as pet parents.

You mean I'm not dying??

It is only day one though so I might change my mind if her heat becomes unbearable.  She's a little clingy now which is totally workable since I love to snuggle with her anyway. I can't believe she's in season already, we were hoping to get to a year before her first heat so we'd only have to go through one before spaying her. Now, depending on her body clock, we may have to make it through two seasons to get to the 18 month mark we were hoping to reach. If push comes to shove we could have it done at a year but I'd really like her to finish growing as much as possible before messing with her girly bits.

Can I snuggles in your bed?

One of Those Mornings!

Most days I wake up glad that E and I don't have to pay rent to live in a great neighborhood. We love having a yard, being with family and above all, being able to save. Other days, I wake up and am ready to start packing bags before we even get out of bed. Today was one of those days!

7:30 - Alarm goes off to work out, we ignore it in favor of snuggling. We decide to work out in the evening.
7:45 - My mom's dog is loose, running around the house and barking like a loon without correction. We try to ignore him.
8:00 - My grandma's handy man arrives, sending both Tintin who is still loose and Milou who is crated into a tizzy
8:10 - My grandma comes to the door to discuss hockey with E. We are still in bed with the door closed.
8:15 - E and I give up. There will be no snuggling. We might as well get up and go!

At least I was able to give Milou a quick walk around the block. Even she seemed sleepy and annoyed at all the noise. Some day we'll have our own place where we can sleep in and snuggle free from interruption!

A Pucky Let Down

A few days ago, E and I found out that they were cancelling the live pre and post game shows for one of the hockey teams E worked with. This was one of his favorite teams, a job he enjoyed not only because he is a good production assistant, but because he genuinely loves hockey, the team, and the people he worked with. Needless to say, it was a really big bummer and cut his work schedule down by more than 75%. It was pretty awful deleting his work dates from the calendar, I'm not sure what I'm going to do about our wall calendar. Maybe white it out, cover up the writing and pretend he never had the days to begin with.

Before I got my new job, news like this would have been devastating for us financially as well as for E personally. Now that I'm the primary bread winner, E doesn't have to worry as much about the financial blow this is to our savings, and can instead focus on the emotional loss of no longer working in a place he loves with people he cares about.  This change has really been bumming him out and I feel awful that I can't help him. 

E at work, just before a game

Luckily, in the midst of all this suck, E has been given a silver lining. Since the coordinators who crew the jobs were so pissed off/sorry about having to let go an entire team of people, they've been bending over backwards to make good in spite of the networks mistake decision. While it's not the same number of dates, E is being given the new position of red hat for college basketball, both a new skill for him to learn and a new opportunity. We might even be moving into union territory, which will be a whole new experience for both of us.

I'm really hoping that in the end, this decision will be better for him career-wise.  Even though the new job has less work days, he's technically moving up and any new work skills we can add to his resume are always a good thing in my book. And, if he ends up getting some hockey work from a friend, he might just find himself breaking even on dates and in a better, more experienced, position than before.

And now, a picture of my puppy. Because there's no way you can be bummed out with this face staring up at you.

I love you daddy!

Post Graveyard

Dead Blogosphere,

It has come to my attention that I have not one, not two, but SEVENTEEN unfinished posts in my account. This is a clear indication of how infrequently I've been publicizing the stuff I write and I promise I'll try not to suck so hard in the future.

Since I'm already here, I want to congratulate C and Z on the birth of their baby girl, Luciana. She is adorable and they are already making great parents.

Welcome to the world baby Lucy! Happy 1 week on the planet.